- Previously on Haven...
- FBI! Who are you?
- Haven PD.
Keep your hands
where I can see them.
- What am I gonna do,
pull out another g*n?
People do things in Haven.
- What things?
- A woman whose moods
affected the weather.
Another man's shadow
kills people.
- Haven is chock-full
of the ungodly!
- How do you die?
- Some guy with a tattoo
of a maze
with four little people
at each of the compass points.
- I couldn't feel anything.
I thought I was sick.
Audrey, I can feel
her touch.
- There's gonna come a day
when you're gonna wish
you'd just taken the chance
just to make nice
with your old man.
- You want me to let
bygones be bygones?
- We're never gonna get along,
are we?
- So the cr*ck on the boat?
- We need to get this place
under control.
- You haven't changed, Lucy.
- Lucy was my mother.
- When I had my seizure,
I shattered a glass.
It cut her
deep on the sole of her foot.
- # If we run #
# we just might find
that there's a way #
# to get out of this place #
# If we run
we just might find #
# that there's a way,
that there's a way #
# to get out, #
# to get out #
# And in the end,
the glass will crumble #
# In the end,
it will burst and break #
# In the end,
the glass will crumble #
# In the end,
in the end #
# We'll get out... #
- I was here.
I was.
Somehow I was here.
Is there anything else
you want to send my way?
I mean, anything?
Anything at all?
'Cause I got to believe
you have nothing left.
- Whatever it is,
you'll handle it.
- I'm sorry.
Do I know you?
- Whatever you're dealing with,
you'll figure it out.
I've been
in some rough places,
had a few conversations
with myself.
Eventually I got
where I needed to be.
- And where was that?
- Where I'm standing.
It's always
where I'm standing.
- Does this place
mean something to you?
- You know, sometimes, uh...
you leave a mark
where you've been.
Sometimes the tide
just washes it away.
But you don't know
until you come back, do you?
- So you from around here?
- Yeah...
once upon a time.
Good luck.
- How can I help you?
- Hello, Dave.
It's been a while.
You miss me?
I missed you.
- How you been, Max?
- Well, I've been pacing
an 8x10-foot cell
for close on 10,000 days.
I haven't eaten
a meal off a plate,
taken a hot shower,
or run a mile since '85.
And you?
- Oh, you know,
still running the paper-
posting ads
for, uh, old dogs
and, uh, lost furniture.
- You're still singing
that same old song, huh?
- What do you want, Max?
Money?
- No, what I want now
is a job.
- Well, I'm not sure
I have anything.
Pretty much just, uh, Vince
and me these days-
newspaper business,
you know.
- I'd like to start in, say,
uh, a week or two.
I have a few things
I need to wrap up first.
I'll be in touch.
- You want anything else?
- No, I think, uh-
I think I've had about enough,
thank you.
I couldn't eat
another bite.
- You all right, Chief?
- Yeah, everything's fine.
Thank you.
- Like to see a menu?
- I'll have what he had-
two of them.
How you been, Garland?
- I didn't hear
you were out.
- You wouldn't have thought
they would've let me out
after your testimony.
- You go ahead
and eat your dinner
and drink your drink,
and then I want you
out of here.
I want you gone from Haven.
I want you gone
from the entire state of Maine.
Do you understand me?
- Can't do that.
I have a few things I need
to take care of right here.
- Either you're gone
by tonight,
or I'll have
your parole violated,
and you'll be back
in Shawshank tomorrow.
It's your choice.
- Officer Wuornos-
oh, excuse me.
Chief Wuornos.
- What?
- You either k*ll me now
or get the hell away
from my table.
- You heard what I said.
- We know why
the lighthouse fell.
It was a cr*ck,
like the cracks
that have been
plaguing Haven
since the day
I arrived.
- Okay, so we have a cr*ck
here in the road,
a cr*ck on Duke's boat,
cr*ck at the hotel
on Carpenter's Knot.
What do you think, Parker?
Hello?
Anybody home?
- I'm sorry.
What?
- What's going on with you?
- No, nothing, I'm fine.
- No, you're not.
What's going on?
- I haven't been sleeping.
- Oh.
That's too bad.
You should go home.
- Excuse me?
- You don't want to talk
about it.
I get that-go.
I can handle stuff here
for a while.
- No, that-that
doesn't work for me, okay?
Work works for me,
so I'm working.
- You're no good to me
like this.
Go. Sleep.
Think.
Put on some tunes.
- Fine.
- I don't know
who you are, friend,
but you need to get the hell
out of my chair.
- This your boat?
- Damn sure not yours.
- Then you're the man
I came to see.
Duke Crocker.
- Well, now, you must've missed
the part where I told you
to get your ass
out of my mother-lovin' chair.
- John Draft
up in Shawshank
said you might be the man
to get me a job.
- Well, I'm very sorry,
but I can't help you.
- He also said
you owed him some money.
And that if I wanted
to collect it,
that was fine with him.
- Well, you tell John
if he wants his money,
he's gonna have to come
get it himself.
I know you?
Yeah, I know you.
You got sent up for k*lling
that family 20 years ago.
- 25.
You don't want
to give me my money,
then I'm gonna have
to take it from you.
- Huh.
Well, you do
what you need to do.
- Oh, that doesn't seem fair
to me.
- Well, I'm not interested
in fair.
I'm interested in getting
your ass off of my boat.
You didn't come here
to fight.
- That's a gamble.
- You just got paroled.
You're gonna risk
getting sent back inside
for John Draft's money?
- He said you were smart.
You're ballsy too.
- Thank you.
Now, why don't you tell me
why you really came here.
- I'll find you
at the Gull.
Great shrimp,
by the way.
- Chief, I need a signature-
- Don't you knock anymore?
- The door was open.
Max Hansen?
He didn't make parole,
did he?
- You don't have to concern
yourself with that.
Just get down there
and check out those cracks
opening up, will you?
- Audrey!
Parker!
- Easy now.
I'm not one
of the thousand people
you've pissed off
in your life.
Well, actually, I am,
but I'm not one
of the dangerous ones.
- Great.
Where's Audrey?
- She doesn't want
to talk to anybody.
- Except you.
- Not yet.
She'll talk
when she's ready to talk.
Cupcakes will help.
What do you want
to talk to her about?
- Just tell her
a man with a tattoo
came to see me.
- In your world.
What are the odds?
- Tell her I said,
"It's the tattoo,"
the one that's supposed to be
on the man who kills me.
It's on a man
named Max Hansen,
the man who k*lled
that family 20 years ago.
Remember?
Did your mother ever mention
anything about this?
Does she know anything
about this? Do you?
- I don't know
what you're talking about.
I don't like
who you've become, Duke.
I thought I made that clear.
Now go away.
I'll tell Audrey
you were here.
- Super helpful.
- Hey.
Did you get the cupcakes?
- A dozen...
half with sprinkles.
- They're Rosemary's.
- Duke was here.
- What did he want?
- Little warm-up
for the road there, hon?
- I know you.
Max Hansen.
- Oh, of course.
It's nice to see you again.
- Heard you visited
a friend of mine.
- I've visited a number
of old friends recently.
- Duke Crocker,
he owns the place.
- Yeah, yeah.
I heard he was impressive.
- Was he?
- That remains to be seen.
I came here hoping
to run into him, actually.
- He said that you had
a tattoo.
- Mm-hmm, several.
- This one was in
the inside of your forearm
in the shape of a maze.
- Would you like something?
I feel a little impolite
eating in front of you
like this.
- You either tell me or don't,
but don't play games.
- Oh, my God.
I'm so sorry.
Let me get a towel.
- Ah, clumsy me.
Good thing they serve
cold coffee here.
Well, you'll have
to excuse me.
I got to get to church.
- You k*lled
the Colorado Kid.
- Garland Wuornos thought so.
He never proved it,
though, did he?
See you around.
- What the hell
does this tattoo mean?
Why is this guy
trying to k*ll me?
- Do you remember anything
from the Colorado Kid?
I mean, anything about
that day that could help me?
- I wish I did,
but I don't.
- I'm sorry, but...
Duke, that guy
who was sitting there,
I spilled coffee
all over him.
- Great. I'm gonna get k*lled
over spilled coffee.
- The pot was scalding hot.
If he sues us,
am I fired?
- Don't you have customers?
- What?
- What is it?
- The pot-
it was scalding hot,
and he-he didn't feel it.
- I'm sure that it's me.
I'm sure I'm the one
not getting it.
- He didn't feel.
- Can I help you?
- Nathan Wuornos.
- Who are you?
- Direct, no flinching-
I knew I'd like you.
- I'm flattered.
Who are you?
- I'm an old friend
of the chief's.
- You're Max Hansen.
- You're smart too.
Now, I just came by
to say hello.
That's-that's all.
I don't want
no trouble at all, Nathan.
You tell your father that.
I just want a little house
with a little yard.
- You don't take your hand
off my shoulder,
you're gonna get a ride
back to Shawshank...
or a b*llet.
- Damn.
You can't feel that at all,
can you?
- You really don't want
to stay in Haven.
- Oh, but I do.
Oh, I-I-I have friends here,
Nathan.
One thing I learned
in prison-
if a man has the right kind
of friends,
life gets a whole lot easier.
You remember that.
- So tell me, Leo,
Max Hansen-
you know him?
- Spent ten years
in the same cellblock.
Why?
- Do you know anything
about where he got his tattoos?
- No.
But I didn't see him
get any while I was in with him.
- Okay, what else?
What was he like?
What did he do?
- Max did the fights-
best in his class
while I was there.
Nothing anybody could throw
at him would slow him down.
It was like he couldn't feel
the hits, you know?
- Hey, do you know why
he may have come back to Haven?
- He always wanted
to track down
some long-lost family
when he got out.
- Why are you here?
- You know why I'm here.
Your brother owes me.
- Well, so do I.
- Easy, Vince.
- You didn't come back to Haven
to collect from Dave.
Why are you here?
- I'm here to claim the life
that was taken from me,
the family that was stolen
from me,
and to watch the man
that took it all from me die.
- Garland's not alone,
you know.
- Neither am I.
I have friends in Haven.
- I'm sure they won't mind
if you die first.
Leave now, Max...
before I do something
I really enjoy.
- You know, it's good to see
that somebody in this town
remembers who he is.
Tell your brother
I'll be back
for what's mine.
Oh, and, Vince...
next time I see you,
I'm gonna k*ll you.
- Are you sure?
Couldn't get it done
the last time.
- Are you sure you want
to tell Nathan alone?
- No, but he's my partner.
- Did you already tell him
about the other thing?
- What?
- The thing
that's got you holed up
living on frosting.
I didn't think so.
Hey.
Come on.
What is it?
You're a mess.
- I can't.
- 'Cause you have
to tell Nathan first.
- Yeah.
Yeah, pretty much.
- Do I have to like that?
- Today, yeah.
Nathan, we need to talk.
I found out something
about Max Hansen.
- What's up?
- He can't feel anything.
- How do you know this?
- Well, it-
it doesn't matter, all right?
What matters is-
- How do you know?
- It doesn't matter.
You have the same affliction,
which probably means
that you're-
- Related.
Did you forget to tell me
something about Max Hansen?
- What?
- You put him away.
You know everything
about him,
and you tell me,
"Don't concern yourself"?
- Can we get
a minute alone here?
- You can say it
in front of her.
- What, you found out...
that he can't feel anything?
So you know that-
that you're...
related.
I wanted to tell you.
- That I have relatives
in Haven
that I didn't even
know about?
- I'm not...
I'm not your father,
Nathan.
Max Hansen's your father.
Are you gonna say something?
- Can't say I'm surprised.
- You mean you know?
- This? No.
But you-there are so many
things you don't tell me,
secrets you don't trust me with.
Why-why should one more
surprise me?
- I wanted to tell him
for so long.
I just thought, well,
I'll wait a little while,
and hopefully things
will get better between us.
It'll be easier to tell him,
and I won't lose him.
But, no,
things never actually
did get better between us,
and I've lost him anyways.
- Max Hansen
let you adopt his son?
- Well, he was-
he was already inside, anyway.
The way he treated
Nathan's mother,
the way he treated
that little boy,
I should've k*lled him then.
He does not deserve a place
in Nathan's life.
- I guess Hansen
thought otherwise.
Maybe that's why he came back.
- I don't know
what's in that man's head.
Look, do you mind?
- Ah!
- Well, I confirmed he's dead,
in case you were wondering.
Ought to make Duke happy.
- Duke...
Let's find him.
Max threatened him, right?
- Whoa, no, no, no, no, no.
Max-Max threatened you too.
- Oh, so you think
I k*lled him?
- No, I'm not-I'm not saying
that, Nathan, okay?
I'm just saying
that Duke went out of his way
to help me look into Max.
- To protect himself.
- No, to protect you.
He wanted me to be the one
to tell you about your father,
okay?
I don't think that he would do
something like this.
- There were cracks
on Duke's boat.
There were cracks at the hotel
on Carpenter's Knot,
and Duke was there.
I mean, maybe-
maybe he's playing nice,
but he's still a suspect.
- Hey, hey.
- Sorry about that.
- I hear you're afraid
of Max Hansen.
- Ah, screw it.
Normally I'd try
to act all manly,
but, yeah,
I'm terrified.
Why do you ask?
- Make it a lot easier
on you if he was dead,
wouldn't it?
- Are you offering?
- Where were you earlier, Duke?
- Oh, did somebody take care
of my little problem?
- Just answer the question.
- They did?
They-thank you!
Thank you!
That is outstanding.
All right, hmm?
Oh, no, don't worry
about it.
I'm not offended that you asked.
It's fine.
So...
how did he die?
- He was swallowed
by a cr*ck in the ground.
- He was swallowed
by a cr*ck in the ground, yes.
Yes.
Nathan, come on.
I mean, if I could do that,
why am I out here
playing Jed Clampett
with a shotgun in my lap?
- Where were you?
- I was right here.
And with all due respect,
Nathan,
you know I'm not
a troubled person.
- Max Hansen didn't know you.
So why did he come
to see you?
- I have no idea.
- I don't believe you.
- I don't think
that you k*lled him.
- Good.
Care to celebrate
my continued existence?
I'm buying.
- You know, just because
this guy's dead
doesn't mean that
another guy with a tattoo
isn't gonna k*ll you.
- You really are a buzzkill.
Why would you say that?
I liked you so much better
when you were locked up
in your cupcake room.
- I'm just saying
that if I were you,
I would be looking
into the tattoo
and not just worrying
about one guy,
especially a dead one.
- Uh, Chief, you know
you can't smoke in here.
- It's okay, Vince.
Garland, you all right?
- He found out today.
I knew this day was coming.
And there was really nothing
I could do about it...
Well, nothing right anyway.
- Who found out what?
- Nathan.
He knows about Max.
- Had to happen.
- I know you two
had your troubles,
but the fact is
you took him in.
You raised him
as best you could,
even after his mum d*ed.
- Not really sure
any of that matters now.
- Oh, it does.
It does.
- Does it?
- I talked to Max today too.
Made a point of saying
he had friends here.
That troubles me.
- He got friends, does he?
Well, I'd like to see
who shows up for that funeral.
You know what it's gonna be.
It's gonna be Nathan
sitting there all alone.
- Nathan won't abandon you,
Garland.
- Just give him time.
- I gave him nothing but.
- Never?
You've never seen it before?
Great.
Well, I'm glad
I didn't spend four years
at your crap university.
- Hi.
- Come to dislike me up close?
- You play
the bad-boy smuggler,
but I think maybe you got
a heart in there.
- And someone is very interested
in removing it,
which has me a little busy.
- Duke, there's something
you should see.
The guy on the right's
my grandfather.
- So?
- Look closely.
- How long have you known
about this?
- Come on.
- This is a long sh*t.
- Well, he was here
at least once.
- Nathan.
- No, Dave, not now.
- How are you, Nathan?
- Fine.
Also working.
- Listen, I, uh-
I spoke to your father.
- Which one?
So you do know.
Of course, of course
the chief talks to you.
- You both are suffering
right now.
It's understandable.
Look, give it time.
- Excuse me.
You recognize this guy?
- You can't just walk away.
You're gonna have to deal
with this.
- Dave, Dave, listen.
Now's not the time.
- Look, you're not
the only one hurt here.
- Dave, let's finish lunch.
Come on.
- I've known your father
a long time.
- Leave me the hell alone
so I can do my damn job.
- Go. Come on.
Sorry.
- Have you seen him?
- Twice.
Once with you.
The other time, he was alone.
- And what time was this?
- Not sure,
maybe 2:00 or 3:00.
- That's when
the lighthouse fell.
- Was he with anyone?
- Sat at the table
next to the chief.
- Thank you.
- Yeah.
- Of course.
The chief runs into Max,
he gets upset,
and the lighthouse goes down.
- He got upset when you were
on the boat, and it cracked.
- He was upset at the hotel
when that cracked,
at the Carpenter's Knot.
- I found a chasm
in the ground
near where he goes hunting.
- And he was afraid
when he ran into Hansen
that he would-
that he would tell you
that he was your father.
And when you found out,
Hansen was swallowed up
by a cr*ck,
and then he d*ed.
- It's the chief.
It was always the chief.
Check his calendar.
- Hey, Nathan, we need to talk
about what's gonna happen
when we find him.
- No, we need
to find him first.
- Yeah, we need to find him,
yes, but he is your father.
- That's debatable.
- No, listen,
I know you're angry.
I know that you hate him,
and maybe you don't even
share the same DNA,
but, Nathan, listen to me,
he is your father.
He is a troubled person,
and I don't think
that he k*lled anyone.
- You can't be sure
about that.
He's been lying to me
since I was a kid.
- You're right,
but you didn't leave Haven.
You could have.
You could have been a cop
anywhere else,
but you-you chose to stay.
- So what?
- So you could work it out
with your father.
But you guys
are both so stubborn,
you haven't sorted it out yet,
but when we find your father-
- The chief, you mean?
- No, your father.
When we find him,
we're gonna ask him
what the hell
has been going on, all right?
Do you understand me?
You know what?
Actually, I don't-
I don't even care.
You guys are just so-
you're so messed up.
Where-where would he go?
All right, you know him
better than anyone else.
Where is he?
- This isn't right.
Do you want to just tell me
where we're going?
- We're almost there.
Be patient.
- Patient?
Why would I be patient?
Somebody out there
with a tattoo
that's in your family
wants to k*ll me.
So, no.
No, thank you.
I will absolutely
not be patient.
Tell me where we're going.
- Here.
- Is this your grandfather?
- No, he's over there.
I don't know who this is...
or who that is...
or that...
or that...
or that.
- Chief.
- I knew you guys
would find me eventually.
- And why was that?
- 'Cause you're good cops.
It's just a matter of time
before you put it all together
and figured out
my little problem.
- The cracks?
- Not been easy
holding it all together.
I've tried everything.
I tried drinking.
I tried smoking.
Hell, I even tried
going to church.
- But they just got worse.
- Did you k*ll Max?
- Yeah, I guess I did.
It was accidental,
not that that matters
a whole lot now.
I don't want to say I regret it,
'cause I don't.
Hated that man.
He was pure evil.
But I figured it out now.
There's only one way that
we're gonna make this stop.
- Chief.
- I'm sorry about this, Nathan.
There's just
no simple answers here.
I mean, obviously you just can't
stick me in some lighthouse,
'cause before long, I'm just
gonna destroy everything-
this town,
I'm gonna destroy you,
and that's everything I got
and everything I ever had.
- What are you trying
to hold together?
- Well, Haven, of course...
this town.
This town is standing
on the edge.
And I'm just not sure
I can really stop it anymore.
Agh.
- Whoa.
Come on in, Chief.
We'll figure this out.
Please, just put the g*n down.
- It's your town now.
I'm sorry I've been
so hard on you, Nathan.
I had to make you strong.
Well, you are stronger now,
stronger than I am.
I'm done.
I can't be fixed.
- Yes.
Yes, you can.
- You're still not seeing
what's right in front of you.
Audrey sees
what's in front of her.
She's not telling me
it's all gonna be fine, are you?
- Tell him, Audrey.
Go ahead, tell him.
Tell him!
I've just been holding it
together
for such a long, long time.
I was waiting for you,
Audrey.
Be careful.
Not everyone's
thrilled you're back.
- Please let us help.
- I love you, son.
- Dad.
- Thank you, guys,
for coming.
I didn't know how else
to make this private.
- Of course.
We still can't believe it.
Poor Garland.
- Thanks for calling us.
We knew Garland was suffering,
but not like-
- He's lost two fathers
in one day.
- More than someone
should have to bear.
Let's go talk with him.
- No, he doesn't want
to talk to us.
He needs her.
- You're right.
How can we help?
- You can gather
the evidence
so that we can hide it.
- Evidence?
- She means Garland.
- Oh, God.
- Yeah, if you could, um,
pick up the pieces
so we can just put them
in this box,
help us hide it.
- Of course.
We've known Garland
for over 60 years.
- It's the least thing
we can do for him.
We'll start.
You go see to Nathan.
- Thanks.
Hey, um,
before the chief d*ed,
he said something
about there being people
that may not want me here.
Do you have any idea
what he was talking about?
- No.
Sorry, I...
I guess we'll never know.
- Yeah, okay.
- You should tell her
what she needs to know
before she finds out
on her own.
- No.
We should stay out of this
as long as we can.
Let it sort itself out.
- You're a fool.
- Yeah, well,
I might be a fool,
but we're still alive,
aren't we?
- I can't imagine what
you're going through right now.
I'm so sorry, Nathan.
- You know what
I don't understand?
Why'd you let him die?
- What are you talking about?
- He needed to hear
that you could help him,
the same words
that you have given
to every other troubled person
that we have dealt with!
But you couldn't give
him that?
- He knew that there was
no good answer.
He knew more
about the troubles than anyone.
- You need
to leave me alone.
Please.
- That thing that
I've been trying to tell you...
Your father knew.
- Enough.
Just go.
- Duke, I'm not drinking
with you.
- Come on, one drink.
I insist.
You really helped me today.
I just want
to say thank you.
- You're welcome.
But that's as far as I go.
You'll have to figure out
the rest on your own.
- Julia...
somebody out there
with this tattoo
is gonna k*ll me...
unless I k*ll them first.
- This is my mother's world,
not mine.
I'm not even sure
I'm gonna be here that long.
And besides...
I still don't like you
very much.
- Hmm.
- Hello, Nathan.
- What the hell are you doing
in his chair?
- I'm sorry for your loss.
- Don't know what you mean.
- Oh, yes, you do.
Your father
was a good man, Nathan.
You need to replace him
with an even better one.
- Won't be you.
- No, but with good friends,
the right kind of friends,
new chief of police
could do wonders for this town.
- Friends?
You mean thugs
like Max Hansen?
- Don't call
your daddy names, Nathan.
- I called my father
"The Chief. "
I'll be damned if I'm gonna
let you fill his seat.
- You already are...
damned.
Things are gonna change
in Haven, Nathan.
I'm going to change them.
So either you leave
and find someplace else
to live your life,
or you will suffer...
like the rest of your kind.
- Audrey.
I knew I'd find you here.
- I'm surprised you wanted
to find me anywhere.
- Audrey, I just-
- No, it's-
it's okay, Nathan.
- I just found the Rev
in my father's office
measuring for drapes.
- He wants to be chief?
- He wants to control
whoever is.
The last thing Haven needs
is the Rev
and his self-righteous poison
running things.
I don't know
what is happening.
My dad was holding it
all together.
- That's your job now.
- I'm sorry I shut you out.
- Nathan, I'm sorry too.
I...
You're the one person
that I can absolutely trust.
And if you're gonna wear this,
then we need to be honest
with each other.
What's wrong?
You felt that.
- Yeah.
I can feel you.
- How long have you known?
- A while.
I...
I wasn't sure
what to think about it
for a long time.
- Hey.
That thing-
that thing that I-
that I was trying
to tell you...
I think it might have-
this might have something
to do with all that.
I might be part of it.
- Part of what?
- I found out
something about Lucy,
and it's really...
It's really hard to believe.
- She's not your mother?
- It's way weirder than that.
I am Lucy.
- That's-
- Don't.
Don't say that
that's impossible,
because whatever this is,
it's possible.
- Excuse me.
Audrey Parker?
- I'm sorry.
Can I help you?
- Are you Audrey Parker?
- And who are you?
- I'm with the FBI.
Answer the question.
- Oh, right, you're here
about Max Hansen.
He's dead.
- Haven PD.
Who are you?
- I said I'm FBI.
- Hey, hey, keep your hands
where I can see them.
- What am I gonna do,
pull out another g*n?
My name is Special Agent
Audrey Parker.
Who the hell are you?
01x13 - Spiral
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When FBI Special Agent Audrey and partner Nathan is dispatched to the small town of Haven, Maine, on a routine case, she finds herself becoming increasingly involved in the return of "The Troubles", a plague of supernatural afflictions that have occurred in the town at least twice before.
When FBI Special Agent Audrey and partner Nathan is dispatched to the small town of Haven, Maine, on a routine case, she finds herself becoming increasingly involved in the return of "The Troubles", a plague of supernatural afflictions that have occurred in the town at least twice before.